"Father, did you approve of the plans to send out out men?" In a distant kingdom north of the Central Continent, a young, blond haired man with soft features stepped up to his father's table.
"Oh, Damian." A middle aged man who bore similar features to the young man looked up. "Yes, I gave my approval some time ago. The transportation gates to the Gublin Empire are being warmed up."
"Ah, that's good. We must make sure the same tragedy of the Great Shift does not happen again." The young man, Damian, smiled and tucked his long hair behind his ear. As he pushed back his hair, he revealed his long, pointy ears.
He was an Elf!
"You also want to go?" Damian's father, Raymond, asked curiously.
"Yes. I still need to test out my new battle partner." Damian grinned widely.
"That... You are taking the Castle Golem with you?" Raymond paused with a frown on his face.